In The Narrow Confines Of Defilement Lyrics - A Haunting Curse - Goatwhore

Devourment of ghost 

Sacrifice in homage to reject this mercy 

Cruelty to consume the vitality beneath the flesh 

Legacy of the funeral 

Allow this body of the soulless to be raised as great gate 

Channeling the chambers of blood to bring his rebirth 

Shaping this myth within a lunatic's mind 

No forgiveness attained 

Alive within this altar of flesh 

Forever to be this restraint in promised pain 

Veins are emptied and embalmed with the appetite of betrayal 

Speechless lips are removed to invoke the words of the dead 

Infestation of belief that promised broken lies 

These ties with the unholy came true before these eyes 

Take these hands of betrayal and succumb to the defiance of death 

Lying in the arms of the sick, kissing this seduction of spilling blood 

The reality in promised faith now lies imprisoned in dark shrines 

Breathing out these streams of blood, this horror grows inside 

These fears await the butcher's knife 

On wings of steel a soul will rise 

Methods of enslaving of the absolute 

For the degrading of eternity 

Blessed in the grasp of desecrated rites 

This fearless journey to resurrect 

Upon countless years we've died 

Etched scars in the skin of the attained 

The lifeless reborn once again 

Addiction in this infernal flame 

Surface this unclean soul as mouths of the underworld speak through wounds 

The regeneration of silenced pureness is strangled by intestines 

In halls of the confined this silence dies 

By avenging screams seeds of life cease 

Amnesty in the corrupt 

This black consumes the mind 

The paleness of the eyes 

This sight is content in submergence 

Emerged from stripped flesh 

Arise from the shell of god 

Flood waters of the baptized engulfing life to give birth to the cold of hell 

Self indulgence in the creation of perverse fear 

Hands now made tools of surgery 

Sinister ways of salvation 

Dissection of this savior 

Released from the calling of sighs 

Succumb to this arrogance in these words that dominate 

Blood runs beneath these eyes 

Entrance to the skull we find sickness of life 

Now march to the sounds of funeral cries